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That voice... This can't be right. Not here. How could he know where to find me. Not after all this time. Surely I'd have known if he was still alive.

"You've grown into a fine lady," he said. He sounded genuinely happy, though the remorse and sadness nearly overpowered that, "and married a fine man. He has already been better to you than I could have been -- to you and your mother."

He was close. It was almost as if he materialized on the bench next to me in the park.

I'm leaving. I can't listen to this.